Also this is what happens when you promote the one freakin series with the Yankees and hold loyal fans hostage.

The Yankees? really? We are freakin Dodgers not the the Devil Rays.

We should be able to sell tickets to see our team not some other team we play every four years or so.

This is what happens when you don't take pride in a great organization because you don't have any context of what it is like to know we are rooted in Koufax, and Drysdale and Garvey and Lopes and Baker.

You can parade those guys all you want but if don't feel it you don't know it. Hallelujah! Where is the tylenol.

i am going to take a break from the team this weekend. I've found that I am not getting mad at them anymore, and that's not good. I feel like the parent of an out-of-control teenager who has come to accept that his child is going do something to ruin their lives, like start a stripping career or drive off a cliff in a drug-addled frenzy

Good people - sorry to have fallen asleep last night after a long day of travel, only to wake up this morning to glance at the fetid box score staring at me from the skimpy LA Times sports section. Like FB, I seem to have gone from angry to numb. What. The. Fuck.

MSTI wrote exactly what I was going to write, so check out http://tinyurl.com/2fcfstr

This team is on the brink. It can be turned around, but we need a good fight (either among our own players or against the other team) or something similar to act as a catalyst. Maybe Tomy can go down to the clubhouse and try to fight one of our players. He could probably kick GA's ass, in fact.

Star Wars reference: behind all the makeup and the backwards voice, that's Grand Moff Tarkin at the shopkeeper. This and the "walking thru the mirror" scene in Airplane are two of the greatest mindgames played in mainstream comedy films.